
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Amidst the Arcane Fracture's primal scream, spectral echoes coalesced into Resonance Codex—a sentient mixtape of multiversal frequencies. Imagine Shazam, but for interdimensional disc golf jams, constantly remixing reality's greatest hits. Sigh. Yes, we're giving plastic tags more backstory than the MCU. The cringe reverberates eternally—why must I narrate this?
Amidst the Fracture's chaotic frequencies, Resonance Codex vibrated toward Carson Clark - drawn by his PDGA #300981's harmonic convergence with the 822nd dimensional plane. Truly, destiny chose a man who could throw down to a mixtape only disc golfers hear. His inaugural putt? A sick beat drop echoing through the rifts. But let's be real - can any mortal truly handle a sentient playlist of doom?